Netizen "Strange" wrote an article saying that he was hurt by someone, very painful and painful.
It made me suddenly worry about her, mo, you can't really be in trouble, right?
Your words are still the ultimate hurt, the ultimate beauty, the ultimate coldness.
In your pen, life is so lonely, the mood is so sensitive, and love is so fragile.
In fact, as long as we use our hearts to discover, dare to try, and strive to bear, life still has many beautiful reactions, happy elements, and true molecules. Why do you always cocoon yourself and draw the ground as a prison?
Your words and thoughts have clearly touched on aesthetics and philosophy. Kant and Schopenhauer repeatedly argued that we cannot influence the attainment of life, but only the death of life. And the best time to choose death is precisely in our most beautiful moment. Life is eternal because of the suspension of the most beautiful, and death becomes rebirth in another sense.
I don't know, have you been influencing this ultimate beauty, the eternal beauty, the beauty of death?
All I know is that no matter how much I say it, you won't listen to me. But I still want to say that we live in an incomplete and unsatisfactory world, and sometimes we have to say goodbye to some beauty and make painful sacrifices one after another. This is cruel, but it is inescapable, so it can only be faced.
For many years, I have come step by step. Time passed, and I finally calmed down a lot, many heavy can be put down, many wounds can be slowly healed. By then the light was gone, and the dust had settled. And you are still walking in sorrow and depression.
Even though some people and things in the past in your life have caused you great harm, the past is only an experience, not a burden.
I really hope that when the river of time slows down, you can walk out of your shadow in the sun, let all unhappiness pass away with the wind, and let all the pain be sealed in a corner that even the wind and dust of the years cannot reach.
You said in the article that forgetting is not happening. So, what does a goodbye equal?
It's time to say goodbye to something, really.